Notes on Father's Day

Quite a relaxing/boring day today. It went as follows...

Made pie for Daddy, which we all enjoyed after dinner. Of course I enjoyed the raw preview while baking. Yeah, I like raw pie insides and dough, I know its weird, but whatever you don't have to eat it.

Watched The Weatherman. Not a huge Nick Cage fan (is it the monotone voice or his blank expressions?) so didn't expect too much and didn't really receive too much. The cinematography and set design was excellent. I get what they were trying to do with the plot, but it just didn't happen for me.

Had dinner with Daddy, Mother and the Grandparents. Lovely except I'm done eating years before my grandparents and then must sit with fake rapt attention. I just can't get excited about stories I've heard a million times before, it's nothing personal.

Finally finished the English book. It was interesting but really didn't need to be 400 pages. What to read next? I can't decide just yet, either Bob Dylan or Fear and Loathing.

Having found the perfect camisole for underneath shorter tank tops and shirts I looked on banana republic's website to order more. Found nada. Not really true, the one color left was hot pink. No thanks, was looking in the white or oatmeal color palette. Disappointing.


And tomorrow? Probably something equally as boring because my car is being fixed. No transportation = No Fun.
Maybe I'll do some Pilates.
I must also go swimming, its getting pretty hot (in herrrr).
I should look into tennis lessons too. Used to play when I was little, but have forgot everything I've learned.. this should be fixed. My apartment complex for next school year has tennis courts, it would be good to use them without looking totally inept. This is a high hope.